It's been practically tropical in Yorkshire over the last few days with highs of 25, so with the sun beaming above us, we made our way to Stockled Park for a magical little Saturday.
Isn't March turning out to be luminously glorious in the UK? My family's certainly relishing in this window of unexpected sunshine, fully enjoying a more outdoorsy way of life after being cooped up for what feels like forever this winter, set free to roam around, a renewed spring (and a jump) in our step. Yay!
So little Alexander, nearly 1 years of age has definitely got my curls-big bouncy, terribly cute ringlets of loveliness that paired with those deep brown eyes will no doubt melt a few hearts when he's older. "No, don't leave me, never marry" I wail! Thank goodness he's Greek so will live with until he's at least 30. Phew.
Another post, another beautiful shot captured by my husband Peter. I simply can't resist: my boys are my greatest co-production. Wrapping my arms around my baby boy makes my heart swell. He's my living doll. Look at that face!
